Carol Berg

“Humility is a difficult lesson.”

— Carol Berg

“From the instant of our first meeting I judged him so, though it could be said that I was prejudiced. When one…

— Carol Berg

“On my seventh birthday, my father swore, for the first of many times, that I would die facedown in a cesspool. On…

— Carol Berg

So what is this feadnach? Is it another curse that makes me beholden to slaves and shrews?' 'No, my lord. It is…

— Carol Berg

Books don't prattle. Books don't make demands. Yet they give you everything they possess. It's a very satisfying partnership.

— Carol Berg

“The world goes on, little Seri," he said. "A soldier never dies. His blood makes the grass green for his children.”

— Carol Berg

“We begin our naming. The names drop into greens that tighten. Greens that deepen. The wind has begun its relentless thinking. Now…

— Carol Berg

Memory has no power but what the soul chooses to make of it.

— Carol Berg

“Of all the things I had learned in my life, nothing was so simple as fanatics imagined.”

— Carol Berg

“Loyalty never put blood back in a man's veins.”

— Carol Berg

“Her soul was a fifth season, of richer hue than autumn, bursting with more life than spring, hidden away, ready to transform…

— Carol Berg

A soldier never dies. His blood makes the grass green for his children.

— Carol Berg